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1 <A Psalm. A Song at the blessing of the House. Of David.> I will give you praise and honour, O Lord, because through you I have been lifted up; you have not given my haters cause to be glad over me. 2 O Lord my God, I sent up my cry to you, and you have made me well. 3 O Lord, you have made my soul come again from the underworld: you have given me life and kept me from going down among the dead. 4 Make songs to the Lord, O you saints of his, and give praise to his holy name. 5 For his wrath is only for a minute; in his grace there is life; weeping may be for a night, but joy comes in the morning. 6 When things went well for me I said, I will never be moved. 7 Lord, by your grace you have kept my mountain strong: when your face was turned from me I was troubled. 8 My voice went up to you, O Lord; I made my prayer to the Lord. 9 What profit is there in my blood if I go down into the underworld? will the dust give you praise, or be a witness to your help? 10 Give ear to me, O Lord, and have mercy on me: Lord, be my helper. 11 By you my sorrow is turned into dancing; you have taken away my clothing of grief, and given me robes of joy; 12 So that my glory may make songs of praise to you and not be quiet. O Lord my God, I will give you praise for ever.
1 <A Psalm. A Song at the blessing of the House. Of David.> I will give you praise and honour, O Lord, because through you I have been lifted up; you have not given my haters cause to be glad over me. 2 O Lord my God, I sent up my cry to you, and you have made me well. 3 O Lord, you have made my soul come again from the underworld: you have given me life and kept me from going down among the dead. 4 Make songs to the Lord, O you saints of his, and give praise to his holy name. 5 For his wrath is only for a minute; in his grace there is life; weeping may be for a night, but joy comes in the morning. 6 When things went well for me I said, I will never be moved. 7 Lord, by your grace you have kept my mountain strong: when your face was turned from me I was troubled. 8 My voice went up to you, O Lord; I made my prayer to the Lord. 9 What profit is there in my blood if I go down into the underworld? will the dust give you praise, or be a witness to your help? 10 Give ear to me, O Lord, and have mercy on me: Lord, be my helper. 11 By you my sorrow is turned into dancing; you have taken away my clothing of grief, and given me robes of joy; 12 So that my glory may make songs of praise to you and not be quiet. O Lord my God, I will give you praise for ever.